The Split-Actress in Conan's World

"Who is this?" The simple-minded Dr. Agasa did not judge people by appearance. Even though the man in front of him looked suspicious in black clothes, he did not treat him as a criminal.

He asked the expressionless Haibara Ai.

"You are Mr. Agasa, right?" Gryffindy stretched out his hand with a smile, and the doctor shook hands with him in confusion.

"I am Ai's cousin, Haibara Raku. Thank you for taking care of Ai for so long."

"Oh, it's Aijun's cousin." Dr. Agasa suddenly realized and touched the top of his sparse head with a smile.

"Rather than saying that I take care of Aijun, it's better to say that she takes care of me more." He smiled a little embarrassedly.

Looking at this eccentric old man, Huibara Ai felt even more tired.

You chose this fake name Haibara Ai yourself, so how could there be a cousin who looks suspicious at first glance?

And it’s such a perfunctory name!

It seemed that her cry in her heart worked, and Dr. Agasa finally came to his senses and whispered in her ear: "Hey, Ai-kun, you are a fugitive, how come you have a brother?"

Haibara Ai squeezed out a pair of dead fish eyes.

Then he sighed and said, "You can tell from his appearance that he is an accomplice of those guys, Gryffindor."

"What?!" Dr. Agasa exclaimed in surprise, looking at Gryfiddi with a stiff neck.

Glenfiddich stood beside the three little ones, looking at the magnificent theater with them, and seemed very interested.

Chiyoko walked over and gave a ticket to Haibara Ai, and at some point she had another ticket in her hand.

He narrowed his eyes and cast his gaze over: "In other words, your identity has been exposed to the organization?"

The tone seemed a little dangerous.

However, Huihara Ai shook her head.

"I don't know."

"Glenfiddich did see through my identity. Not only that, but Kudo was also exposed."

"It's just that he doesn't seem to have told anyone about this. At least Gin and the others shouldn't know about it. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to watch the show leisurely here."

Huihara Ai became more and more confused.

To tell the truth, last time at the Beihu Hotel, it was Glenfiddich who deliberately let her go.

The pill that caused her to shrink and escape in the beginning was also the one he secretly hid in her collar.

This man's position is really a mystery...

But when he killed his sister, he was so decisive, without any hesitation.

"What's wrong, Mr. Agasa?" Grunfidi seemed to notice that the air on their side had been frozen for too long, and asked in confusion.

"Ah, it's okay..." Dr. Agasa forced a smile.

Even someone as tough as him couldn't help but feel a huge pressure at this moment.

"Doctor, Haibara brother is alone too, why don't we let him watch the show with us!" Ayumi suggested "considerately".

"Ah?" Dr. Agasa was sweating profusely.

Mitsuhiko was looking at Glenfiddich's outfit carefully.

If you look closely, this pure black long trench coat paired with a top hat is quite stylish, and the long hair is even more unique...

He glanced at Haibara-san again, and saw that her eyes had never left him since this Haibara-san appeared.

How about buying a similar set of clothes and trying it out some other day?

It's difficult to grow hair this long, so you'll have to make do with a wig.

In the end, Dr. Agasa couldn't say a word of no, for fear of angering this person and causing some big trouble.

Chiyoko ate with a nonchalant look on her face.

However, Haibara Ai's strong protest was simply ignored by Grunfiddi.

What’s more, the three little ones seemed quite happy.

In the end, Glenfiddich had no sense of being unwelcome and followed the others very naturally to watch this wonderful circus performance.

When the white lion appeared, he took a few photos with relish.

The three little ones were fine, they were having a lot of fun without knowing the truth. Chiyoko, on the other hand, still looked indifferent and even shared some with Glenfiddich.

However, Haibara Ai and Dr. Agasa had a hard time. They had no idea what they were watching during the whole show and it was just boring.

They were always wary of Glenfiddich and were so nervous that they were a little dazed by the end of the performance.

When she walked out of the theater safely, Haibara Ai still felt a sense of unreality.

Who is she?

It’s the defected Sulli!

Who is Glenfiddich?

He is a cadre of the organization!

It was the murderer who killed her sister!

Now they are watching a circus show together peacefully?

This strong sense of absurdity made her wonder if she was still dreaming and not awake.

"This world-famous circus is really different. The aerial acrobatics and human cannons that are usually performed as the finale of other teams are just ordinary items here." Glenfiddich huddled among the three little ones and expressed his impressions seriously.

"Yes, yes, the white lion as the protagonist is also very handsome, just like the king of the grassland in the movie!" Ayumi's face flushed with excitement.

Yuan Tai was also very excited: "The final battle between the knight and the lion king is like a game of Dragon Quest!"

A group of people walked out of the theater chattering, and saw a group of reporters with cameras surrounding a gray-haired foreign man.

At this time, the foreign man seemed to be in a difficult situation. He wanted to get rid of the reporters, but the microphone was pressed against his face and he couldn't move.

Yuan Tai looked over there curiously: "Who is that uncle surrounded by those people?"

Dr. Agasa flipped open the admission manual and took a look: "Oh, he seems to be the person in charge of the previous performance, Mr. Randy Hawke."

"He was born in Australia, in the southern United States. He made his fortune in oil and raised many animals out of interest. His children had the same love for animals, so they founded this circus and performed around the world."

"Look, there is a photo of their family on the last page of this booklet."

Ayumi took the manual and saw the photo printed at the end.

"Oh, really."

Mitsuhiko was a little confused: "Looking at him, he must be very troubled. If he is a celebrity, why doesn't he bring a bodyguard with him when he goes out?"

Chiyoko pointed to a line in the manual: "He always said that his family has been cowboys for generations, and he can rely on himself, so he never brings bodyguards when he goes out."

Haibara Ai was not interested in these things at all. She just stared cautiously at Grunfiddi who was walking around her.

"It's not Randy Hawke."

Grenfiddich squatted down, put his arm around Huihara Ai's shoulder, pointed at the foreign man and whispered, "Fool, Betray, Ignoble."

"Stupid, treacherous, and mean."

"He's the FBI."

"James Blake is Shuichi Akai's direct superior. When they were in New York, they were the group that fought the most against the organization. For some reason, they suddenly changed their strategy and moved to Tokyo."

Haibara Ai was silent for a moment, then gently pushed away his hand on her shoulder.

“I don’t want to know any of this.”

She looked at Gryffindor firmly, "I just want you to stay away from these children."

"What a sad thing to say..." Gryffindy pretended to be sad. "You know me. I am not interested in these ordinary people who are powerless."

"Oh, of course, provided they don't wander into my bomb site on their own."

He touched the mole on his temple and thought for a while: "But if this person appears here, it means that Akai Shuichi is also nearby, right?"

"I'll slip away first. I don't want to get involved with these troublesome guys on my good day off."

He waved his hand casually, stood up, said hello to Professor Agasa and the others, then turned around and left in a very cool manner.

"Brother Haibara, are you leaving now?" Ayumi said reluctantly. Haibara Ai couldn't help but shudder when she heard this name.

"Ah, I have work to do later, so I won't stay long. Let's go out and play again if we have the chance. Maybe we can meet again."

Soon, Glenfiddich completely disappeared from their sight.

James, who was not far away, seemed to notice something. He looked in the direction where he left, past the reporters, as if thinking about something.

A gray Mazda slowly drove to the side of the road.

"Excuse me, my companion is here to pick me up."

He quickly got rid of these annoying reporters, opened the car door and got in.

"It seems that you are unexpectedly popular here." The man driving the car was wearing a black knitted hat and had slightly curly hair on his forehead, looking a little unruly.

"This joke is not funny." James took off his glasses, rubbed his eyebrows gently, and then put them back on.

"It seems that the information you received is correct. The target did appear at the place mentioned in the intelligence."

"Isn't it false information..." Akai Shuichi lowered his head and lit a cigarette. In the smoke, his emerald green eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

"Then Mr. idea who sent me the message should be even more vigilant."

“People who have the patience to play the long game often have the ambition to catch the big fish.”

James pulled out a stack of documents from his briefcase.

"But what is worrying is, why did he contact those children?"

After simply flipping through a few pages, his eyes stopped on the file of the child named Huibara Ai.

The information is very clear and ordinary, and you can tell at a glance that it is a fake file that was forged by humans.

He looked at Shuichi Akai standing beside him, then turned back and cast his gaze at the woman sitting in the back seat looking out the window.

"You still don't want to tell us?"

There was silence in the car, with only the sound of Akai Shuichi's burning cigarette.

James sighed.

"Well, anyway, at least I trust Akai's judgment."

Miyano Akemi did not react, but just quietly looked at the group of children not far from the window.

The tea color is particularly eye-catching.

It wasn't until Shuichi Akai finished his cigarette and stepped on the accelerator to drive the car that she withdrew her lingering gaze.

Among the crowd, Haibara Ai was suddenly touched. As if she sensed something, she looked at the Mazda slowly driving away on the side of the road.

it's wired......

She froze in place.

It seems that the FBI just got into this car.

But why does the figure in the car look so much like my sister?

Her heart was pounding, and a seed was secretly planted in a certain empty corner.

Maybe one day in the future, it will break through the ground and become a towering tree.

......

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The black cell phone on the table vibrated slightly, making an annoying buzz.

Although it was afternoon, the room seemed a little dim, and the sunlight stopped weakly not far from the window, unable to penetrate even an inch.

The TV was playing a variety show that the owner was not interested in, a theme show of the young and beautiful girl idol Okino Yoko.

In the dim room, the light from the TV was particularly dazzling and dim in the smoke.

There was a figure sitting on the sofa. The man was only wearing a thin white shirt, with his long flowing hair scattered on the back of the sofa.

Glenfiddich put out the cigarette and picked up his cell phone to look at it.

Hmm, a lot of unimportant information.

After ignoring everything, he threw his phone back on the table and watched the unexciting TV program in boredom.

Of course, what he received could not be harassing text messages, after all, this was a mobile phone used exclusively by the organization.

Remember, he had won the organization's absolute decision-making power in Japan from that gentleman not long ago?

The gentleman was also generous. He really didn't care what he said. After changing the address of his contact information to Glenfiddich, he never asked again.

In other words, from then on, every message sent to that gentleman was forwarded to him.

Only then did he realize that being a Boss wasn't easy.

What are sent to the mobile phone every day are tedious task reports, and there are rarely opportunities to respond or make decisions. However, since those who can contact the boss are not ordinary cadres, these reports have to be read.

In addition to the task reports from the action group, different experimental centers of the scientific research group will also regularly send research progress, as well as applications for new research to be included in the organization's actions.

The most disastrous was the intelligence team.

He finally understood the horror of those spies!

Not only did they frequently send out the daily schedules of those big shots, they also exposed a lot of dirty laundry, which made Glenfiddich a little bit unable to bear to watch.

Moreover, these guys in the intelligence group are the most aggressive in asking for funds, in large quantities and at a high frequency.

The most important thing is that this information is just a by-product of their normal activities. They are just doing their work normally and then reporting to the boss on time according to the organization's regulations for senior cadres.

He is not required to approve the disbursement of funds, nor to check the progress of the work.

These chores are all Rum's job.

He just needed to be informed.

As a result, his mailbox is now like a tree hole, and these guys keep stuffing garbage into it.

You can’t just say in the name of the organization’s boss, “Stop sending me harassing messages,” right?

Glenfiddich originally thought that the so-called absolute decision-making power only required him to make decisions on important matters.

Who knew that the old man would just let it go? !

Hurry up and give back your beautiful vision of the organization's boss to him!

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Suddenly, the phone vibrated again.

He patiently opened it and began to read. The more he read, the more the corners of his lips curled up.

"Gin: The information engineer controlled by the organization is suspected of leaking secrets and may betray the organization. We are taking action against the twin skyscrapers."